The area outside the valley was noisy. Several disorderly footsteps shattered the valley's tranquility.
Xuanjiao transformed into a streak of dark light and rushed toward the valley entrance, shouting, "What's going on?"
Golden Lion said, "These people from the Western Teachings want to enter the valley."
Xuanjiao glanced at the Buddhist visitors. Dressed in white, they had compassionate faces that remained utterly calm. He said coolly, "All visitors are welcome."
Guanyin Bodhisattva nodded. "Thank you, benefactor."
Xuanjiao watched the three Buddhist disciples slowly enter Ruxian Palace, his gaze turning thoughtful.
Peng Demon King said, "Big Brother, why did you let those people from the Western Teachings pass?"
Xuanjiao shook his head. "I sense they have something urgent to attend to."
Peng Demon King gave a quick "Oh" and said, "The people from the Chan Teaching still haven't arrived, but everyone else is here."
Xuanjiao said, "There are also the loose immortals of Penglai. Though few in number, they're closely connected to Master. They still haven't arrived, so something may have happened."
Golden Lion King added, "And there's Meng Ke, a great sage of the Confucian School. He should have been among the first to arrive."
Peng Demon King furrowed his brow. "Could something really have happened?"
Xuanjiao said, "We entered the Taiji World from the Path to Heaven for various reasons. Some endured its trials and went straight to Taiji Hall. I'm afraid something may have gone wrong there."
Golden Lion King said, "Isn't that the end of the Taiji World? Our destination?"
Xuanjiao shook his head. "I don't know. Perhaps it's not that simple."
Peng Demon King said, "I know Taiji Hall. The eight of us spirits were born there. The hall is like an enormous, eight-sided altar that reaches into the clouds. It has no doors, and strangely,